Quincy Jordan Rains of Monticello, Kentucky, was born February 23, 1987, and departed this life Saturday, July 18, 2026, reaching the age of 39 years. He was the son of Judy Gregory and Dewey Rains.
Quincy is survived by his parents, Judy (& Lindell) Gregory and Dewey Rains (& Cari Chestnut); siblings, big brother and right-hand man, Dustin (& Danielle) Rains, “baby brother” Israel Rains, and “baby sister” Abigail Rains; step-sister, Jordan Parmley; nephew and niece, Gyson (& Bailey) Rains and Raelynn Rains; his beloved fiancé Felicia Branscum; and his three children- Jordan, Agustus “Gus,” and Bella Rains- who he loved most of all.
He was preceded in death by his grandparents, Zella Dodson and Harvey & Ruth Rains.
It is difficult to put into words what one man represents, but there is no question that Quincy’s time on Earth was lived fully. He was a man of dedication and character. One thing he did best was show up. For all the big things, little things, and in-betweens. He was a father first- no matter the distance- he showed up as the proudest parent in the stands (or passionately on the sidelines). From cheer to football to dance, he was their number one fan. Quincy also spent time supporting his niece and nephew in all their activities and coaching his son and other boys in little league football for six years, leading by example and an “atta boy” attitude. His time was spent hunting with Gus and Gyson, building a future with his fiancé, and loving on his daughters. He served in faith as a member of the Steubenville Baptist Church and was a Christ-like example for his children, demonstrating Christ’s teachings through his actions. He was a hard worker and leader on and off the jobsite. He was known to enjoy a strong cup of coffee, view from the back of a horse, good music, garden food, and reminiscing on the old days.
Quincy was no stranger to the hard parts of life. Grit, determination, faith, and two loving grandmothers saw him through some of life’s turbulence and trials. When people speak of Quincy, you learn two things. One- he loved his kids more than anything in the world, and two- he was kind hearted. Quincy gave without expectation for anything in return and did so to friends and strangers alike. Quincy was tough, with a little bark and a little bite, all in the name of honor and protection for those he loved. Some people wear their hearts on their sleeve, Quincy wore his on his arms. Tattoos, each representative of someone he loved and a reminder for how far he’d come, were worn with honor and symbolism.
Here, we will remember Quincy for the big-hearted, lovable guy he was. Kind. Strong. Genuine. So lucky were those that got to feel his love and know he had their back. Maybe we should take lessons from the man who lived life so fully. Raise our bottles -or cans- in celebration. Hug a little tighter. Know when to kick back and when to cut up, when to grit your teeth and get the job done, and when to slow down and listen. Quincy teaches us to give more freely and laugh a lot more. Loosen up, toughen up, and lighten up. And for those who were not fortunate enough to meet him, it is sure that he will live on in our stories- and everyone has a Quincy story.
If there are woods in heaven, he’s keeping the paths well-worn in his boots with Rottweiler pups in tow.
A Good Ol’ Boy and heaven’s most loyal, loving, and rowdy angel.
He will be missed. “
The funeral service will be conducted on Saturday, July 25, 2026 at 1:00 p.m. EST in the Memory Chapel of New’s Monticello Funeral Home with Chaplin, Daniel Upchurch and Bro. Brent Jones officiating. Burial will be in the Edwards Chapel Cemetery.
The family will receive friends Friday, July 24, 2026 beginning at 6:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. EST and again on Saturday beginning at 6 a.m. until the funeral hour.
New’s Monticello Funeral Home in Monticello, Kentucky, is honored to be in charge of all arrangements.