When I was a young boy, I was walking down a gravel road with my grandpa…

When I was a young boy, I was walking down a gravel road with my grandpa. I accidentally took a misstep and fell to the ground, cutting my knees. Grandpa gently bent down and began to clean the wound, removing the little pebbles now embedded in my skin as I cried.
I’d always heard adults talk about it, but I finally knew what they were talking about.
I’ll never forget the pain of my first case of kid knee stones.

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