06/04/2026
Here at Northwood Cabins, we don't really practice tolerance of different people.
In fact, we don't like the idea much.
We tolerate the black flies after the thaw. We tolerate mosquitoes. We tolerate mud season. We tolerate when it rains on a Saturday.
We do not accept any of those things 😁
People are different.
People deserve acceptance, not tolerance.
If your wishes, hopes, beliefs, dreams, or relationships aren't hurting anyone else, who on earth are we to have a beef with that?
We don't have to agree on everything to care about each other.
If your faith, values, or personal beliefs lead you to see things differently than us, we accept you too.
That's the whole point. Acceptance isn't something reserved only for people who think exactly like we do.
Now, since we're being honest...
When my brother and I bought Northwood, quite a few people thought we were a couple.
Few light hearted happy guys buy a 97 year old motel together. Good start to confusion 😂
Then they found out he wasn't actually my blood brother.
That really seemed to confirm it for some folks.
We've been the dearest of friends since childhood, when a few challenges in life made us especially close.
To be fair, I don't exactly help my case.
I sit with my legs crossed like I'm judging a figure skating competition because when I broke my spine in the Army, it made crossing them the "regular guy way" hurt like hell. So I sit rather lady like without shame.
I say "fabulous" without irony. I'm animated when I talk. I tell my male friends they're handsome. I wear shorts with an inseam like it's the 80s. I prefer colorful drinks and don't like beer. I tell my friends I love them. Sometimes I skip; I think it's fun.
I've always been a person who tries to be exactly who I am and not worry too much about what anybody thinks. Apparently that can confuse people.
Since I arrived, I've been asked when I came out, had friends tell me people asked them if I was gay, and heard plenty of speculation.
None of it ever felt mean spirited or offensive.
Mostly it seemed like curiosity.
Heck, maybe somebody had a nice guy in mind and was trying to help ol' Matt out.
What I love is this:
From the very beginning, before people knew anything about me, a whole bunch of folks apparently thought there was a decent chance I was a gay man who had moved to town.
And they welcomed me anyway.
They invited me to dinner.
They stopped to talk.
They offered help.
They became friends.
The people who thought I might be gay accepted me.
The people who knew I wasn't accepted me.
The people who never thought about it one way or the other accepted me.
And that makes me really happy.
Because what it showed me is that most people in this small blue collar Adirondack town honestly didn't care.
Not in the cold "that's none of my business" way.
In the warm "you're welcome here, you do you, happy man" kind of way.
One thing I've learned since moving to Tupper Lake is that this town comes in all kinds.
Old timers and newcomers.
Hunters and artists.
Church folks and agnostics.
Republicans and Democrats.
People who were born here and people who discovered this place later in life.
And yes, straight folks, gay folks, and everything in between.
The reality is that none of that matters much.
Your car is stuck in a snowbank?
Somebody will help.
Your dog gets loose?
Half the town will be looking.
Need a meal?
Someone will bring one.
Need a friend?
One will turn up.
For a place with fewer people than some city apartment buildings, Tupper Lake seems to find room for everybody.
That's a great thing.
Most people really are just doing their best to be good and kind.
So from all of us at Northwood Cabins, Happy Pride Month.
I hope all of you have, or one day get to have, a friend so close people think you're a couple. What a compliment that is.
I hope people are, or learn to be, themselves regardless of what others think.
Life is short.
Just live it the way you wish and be happy.
Whether you're visiting for the first time or you've been here your whole life, we hope you feel welcome.
After all, six million acres is a lot of room. Seems silly to act like there isn't enough space for people to be themselves.
And if there's room in the Adirondacks for bears, moose, woodchucks, trolls, and Matt from down South, there's probably room for everybody else too. 🌈😁