Homer Tracy

Homer Tracy is the ever-smiling impresario of the Majestic, Never’s raucous, slightly ramshackle Vaudeville theater tucked between a gunsmith and a bakery on Pecos Ave. With a booming laugh that echoes through the rafters and a knack for finding talent in the unlikeliest places, Homer brings joy, spectacle, and a touch of the absurd to a town that often forgets to smile. He feeds the hungry out of the Majestic’s back door twice a day, no questions asked, and knows every name, every face, every trouble that passes through his ticket booth.

But beneath the greasepaint and good humor, Homer is serious about trying to gently shepherd lost spirits toward the light. He doesn’t preach, doesn’t scold, doesn’t judge. He believes in laughter as a kind of salvation, in shared meals as sacred, and in friendship as a divine act. Even demons get a warm hello and a clap on the back when they cross paths with Homer — He insists that anyone can change, and that Heaven always has room for one more.