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A retired cop plans to run naked down the field during the present-day Army/Navy football game believing this will atone for a fumble made years ago in the same college classic, but with his ego in the way, and two sidekicks running interference by his side, it would be a miracle if they make it past three-dozen security guards. His two side-kicks have goals themselves. One is inflicted with a peeing problem and must get an operation if he wants to piss like a race horse again, and the other, whose wife has died early on in the story, wants to prove his impotency is only temporary.
Debbie, an agoraphobic, and pushing the limits of middle age, works at home as a beautician and is estranged from her daughter, Wendy, who plays for the Boston Philharmonic Orchestra as a cellist. When Debbie discovers Wendy will perform a solo at Carnegie Hall, NYC, she suffers in silence until Wendy finally arrives and divulges a secret that devastates her. Now, Debbie feels she must go to Carnegie Hall to see Wendy play. But how will she manage that, because on a good day she has trouble negotiating 30 paces to get the mail. Maybe her two employee-girlfriends, Patricia and Katherine, will help her? These three ladies struggle through their growing pains at an age when most people spend their time reminiscing about life and missed opportunities. And with Wendy in the mix, this eclectic ensemble allow us to laugh and cry while making us believe we are never too old to dream and never too young to forgive.
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