Glen Stacy Campbell

Charlotte, formerly of Irondequoit, on August 15, 2026 at age 64 after a hard fought battle with Multiple Myeloma, Myelodysplastic Syndrome, and eventually Acute Myeloid Leukemia. He is predeceased by his father Stacy Campbell and recently by his mother Alice Campbell. Glen is survived by the love of his life, wife, Debbie; his siblings, Clint (Peggy) Campbell, and Jane (Bill) Barnes; sister-in-law, Lisa Edwards Valad (Rodney); nieces and nephews, Clint (Shannon) Campbell, Colleen (David) DeRaddo, Erin Campbell, Michael (Michaela) Campbell, Peter (Colette) Campbell, Bridget Campbell, Matt (Claire) Barnes, Kevin (Amanda) Barnes, Christopher (Mallory) Barnes, Jarod Edwards and Emily Edwards; and 11 great-nieces and nephews. He leaves behind many friends who were more like family and was Uncle to many who were not blood.

A beloved husband, son, uncle, great uncle, middle child, in-law, dependable friend, and Cuz, Glen leaves behind a legacy of love and laughter to all those he encountered, capturing the audience of any room he entered with his larger than life persona and booming laughter that could be heard several neighborhoods over.

A three sport athlete in high school, he was part of the infamous Irondequoit class of ‘79 even though he graduated on time in 1980. He dominated the face off in lacrosse, scoring 27 goals his senior year. He was part of Monroe County’s Championship teams in both his junior and senior years. He excelled at football earning multiple First Team honors in both offense and defense, including MVP, and Tom Batzold’s Super 22 All Star First Team. But loved dearly playing hockey as a goalie where he completely filled the net and was agile enough to complete a full split. He was a four year starter on Irondequoit’s League, County, and Section 5 championship hockey teams earning First Team All County, Tournament, and Team MVP honors. His senior year he was named Irondequoit High School’s Athlete of the Year. Along with other Class Officer positions, his senior year he was elected President of the Varsity Club in its first unanimous election in the history of the club.

While he loved hockey, he felt he could make more gains with football. After being recruited by over 40 Universities, including many in the Ivy League, he chose Wake Forest where he was named to the First Team All ACC Academic Team and earned Dean’s List status. His teammates became lifelong friends, several of whom visited him in his last days. While he would never know how far he could go with hockey, he was drafted into the USFL with the Orlando Renegades and had a brief stint with the Buffalo Bills in 1987.

After Glen graduated from Wake Forest University with a bachelors degree in Rhetorical Communications, which explains a lot, Glen turned his focus to serving his community. After a brief time as a Monroe County Corrections Officer, he eventually settled into his hometown Irondequoit Police Department. He could be found securing his corner of Portland and Titus every Fourth of July. He loved policing using his large stature and gift of gab to diffuse situations and was a model candidate to teach the DARE program. He was awarded Officer of the Year in 1994 and 2004 with special commendations in other years. He retired after 20 years of service.

After retirement from IPD, Glen found himself again in service with the Monroe County Sheriff’s Department at the Greater Rochester International Airport, where he constantly delayed many travelers to and from their destinations, catching up with a quick chat that turned into an hour or two of nostalgia and smiles.

His storytelling was legendary, true story. He hated to have his tale interrupted with what really happened. Eventually his version of the story was told by others who were witness to the event.

He was a devoted Freemason in good standing for over 30 years raised to F&AM Lodge No. 945 and served as a Past Master.

Throughout life, but mostly upon real retirement, Glen spent time traveling with Debbie as they worked their way through his bucket list to visit all 50 states. He made it to 43 and will eventually be in all 50. His love of travel began early in his life with yearly family vacations to Cape Cod and fishing trips deep into the northern parts of Canada. On trips, Debbie ran circles around him, wanting to see everything. Meanwhile, he sat in one place and stopped anyone walking by to chat, making friends everywhere he went. He often chose to travel to places he saw on the food channels. He never failed to see someone he knew wherever he traveled, even in Japan while playing in the Mirage Bowl. Ever since reading Huckleberry Finn in school, he wanted to float on the Mississippi River. He thought every minute of his bucket list paddle boat cruise was “So Cool!!” Every trip was the “best ever”. And every place he visited he could see living in. He was a staunch supporter of the Genesee brewery and their products. He often tried to convince establishments all over the world to carry their beer.

Whether you knew him as Glennie, G-man, Glen, or Officer Campbell, he had the gift of bringing light into the darkest places, bringing love to the toughest situations, including his long battle with cancer. Glen‘s medical staff constantly remarked on his positivity and huge greeting that they received no matter the toll the day or the night had taken on him, often commenting on how easy-going and appreciative he was of the staff and their care. He spent the majority of the last five months of his life in RGH on Sands 600. He entered as a patient but left as a friend to many of the nurses, patient care techs, and physicians. We’re told that his sendoff, when he left to come home on hospice, was like no other.

Glen and Debbie were supported by so many throughout their journey. The family wishes to offer a special thanks to the medical, oncology, and ID teams at RGH, and Dr. Looney who embraced his complex case, to his Wake Forest college teammate Hodgie who interrupted his life for 26 days to provide back up during the last leg of his journey, to Lori for diligently visiting their cats everyday he was hospitalized so Debbie could focus on Glen, to Matt who guided us through the last stage of life and after his last breath, to Karla who is organizing an Annual Memorial Blood and Platelet drive per Glen’s wishes, and to Jake, Al, and Steve who provided handyman and emotional support anytime day or night. We felt blessed every step of the way.

He will be deeply missed, but his family will find solace thinking fondly of him anytime they share a Honey Brown, watch the McKeil Spirit steam into the Port of Rochester, or share a story that we embellish just a little bit more anytime we tell it.

In lieu of flowers, please consider donating blood or platelets at the Red Cross. We will announce a Celebration of Life and Annual Blood and Platelet Drive at a later date.