Marian called it Roxaboxen. (She always knew the name of everything.) There across the road, it looked like any rocky hill -- nothing but sand and rocks, some o

Katy's distress at being a kangaroo with no pouch is quickly remedied by a kindly construction worker.

Memoirs, reminiscences, and graphic materials combine to weave a tapestry of Roxaboxen, an imaginary place that the 11-year-old Marion and her friends created.

Originally published: Philadelphia, Pa.: J.B. Lippincott, 1975.

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