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Tragedy in Lacor: Boy Seriously Injured in Road Crash Involving Retired Archbishop John Baptist Odama’s Vehicle

A tragic road accident has left a young boy deeply injured near Kati Kati, Lacor, raising concern within the local community.
The incident reportedly involved a vehicle associated with John Baptist Odama, the retired Archbishop of Gulu. According to eyewitness accounts, the driver lost control while attempting to avoid hitting a child who was rolling a motorcycle tire along the roadside.
In the process, the vehicle is said to have veered off the road and struck another boy who was operating a mobile money stall. The victim was reportedly standing under the veranda of his home at the time of the crash.
He sustained serious injuries from the impact and was rushed for urgent medical attention.
Authorities responded swiftly to the scene, securing the area and facilitating the transfer of the injured boy to St. Mary’s Hospital Lacor for treatment.
Eyewitnesses described the incident as sudden, noting that the driver appeared to be trying to prevent a more severe accident before losing control of the vehicle.
The incident has once again highlighted concerns around road safety in residential areas, particularly where children play and small businesses operate close to the road.
Investigations into the accident are ongoing, and more details are expected to emerge.

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