My hero is every American who says "My country needs me" and answers that call to fight. I had the good fortune and opportunity to come home and to t… - Jessica Lynch

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My hero is every American who says "My country needs me" and answers that call to fight. I had the good fortune and opportunity to come home and to tell the truth; many soldiers, like Pat Tillman... did not have that opportunity. The truth of war is not always easy. The truth is always more heroic than the hype.

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About Jessica Lynch

Jessica Dawn Lynch (born 26 April 1983) is a former Quartermaster Corps Private First Class (PFC) in the United States Army, who became famous as a prisoner of war of the Iraqi military in the 2003 invasion of Iraq who was rescued by United States forces on 1 April 2003.

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Birth Name: Jessica Dawn Lynch
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I had the good fortune and opportunity to come home and to tell the truth; many soldiers, like Pat Tillman… did not have that opportunity. The truth of war is not always easy. The truth is always more heroic than the hype.

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