Even if you didn't know Stacy personally, you likely saw him working the door at The End, as he did most nights. The last time I saw him, he was at his familiar post, smoking cigarettes and holding court outside the club's entrance as friends, acquaintances and strangers came and went throughout the evening.
There will be a remembrance in this week's print edition of the Scene, though I've received so many responses there won't be room for anywhere near all of them.
A memorial service will be held this Thursday at 8 p.m., at Pettus-Turnbo Funeral Home in Stacy's hometown of Lawrenceburg, Tenn. There will be a receiving of friends from 4 p.m. to 8 p.m.