I agree with St. Martin's Press editor Hope Dellon: I want to be Lillian Boxfish when I grow up. Lillian, 85 (or is she 84?), sets out on New Year's Eve 1984 down the streets of Manhattan. She's always been a walker. It clears her head, it keeps her healthy and it gets her out … Continue reading Review: “Lillian Boxfish Takes a Walk”