Same here! I was at U-Tapao in 1969 when it was raining, lightning and thunder something awful! I bought a watermelon from a local boy and was just about to cut it open when BAM! The dirt flew off the screens on our hootch as a blast wave went through, and I thought that it was a very close lightning strike! Then I noticed the sky was a brilliant orange-red, and everyone started running toward the flight line.
There, at the end of the runway, lay a crippled bomber on fire. The blast was one of the bombs going off.
That is as close as I ever want to be to a bomb!
Scary!