The author, Joe Mack, writes in a first person, present tense, narrative style. Starting on page one, we join him on his journey and feel what it is like to depend on strangers and travel free. His drivers surprise us. The twists and turns in the plot are bizarre. The cast of characters runs the gamut from kind hearted, through criminal, to demented. Some appear and re-appear. We get to know these people and become involved with the action. This story is about more than just Joe and hitchhiking. Today’s headlines could be from 1968: our soldiers fight and die overseas, riots and terror challenge world order, and politicians ignore the fate of the people. Mack brings to life a time of outrage, opposition, peace, and love. A true hitchhiking adventure and the events of 1968 in one amazing story.
Praise for 1968 and I’m Hitchhiking Through Europe
THE MARQUETTE TRIBUNE Amanda Sheaffer
"Mack's memoir is written eloquently and evokes semblances of Kerouac's On the Road"and other classic road trip stories."
THE DAILY CAMPUS (UCONN) Brad Tilles
"These were turbulent times all over the world and Mack was able to relate his tales with many other people from a whole other culture...Overall, Mack’s autobiographical accounts make for a great recreational read when one is seeking adventure, even if it’s only in your imagination."
ENCORE MAGAZINE Lindsey Pendola
"I’ ve always been a person who believed that societies and the world in general were constantly moving forward, advancing not only technologically but intellectually and socially as well. That’s why I was completely taken aback after reading Joe Mack’s novel."
WASHINGTON [DC] CITY PAPER Mike DeBonis
"… a primary source from an era when Americans treated Europe as something other than the home of obstreperous Europeans."
PW THE PHILADELPHIA WEEKLY Willa Rohrer
"Through Mack’s 21-year-old eyes, we encounter a cast of characters as diverse as the landscapes they inhabit, including a Tunisian college student adrift in Florence, a radical French professor, a Swedish girl known as “Ice” and a Czechoslovakian bureaucrat…good thing he remembered to wear his seatbelt-and bring a pen."