I grew up in a very racially mixed area and congregation. That was the era of congregation gatherings for all. We were all close and remained so.
I would run into the matriarchs later at conventions and every time they would pull me to their ample chests and call me baby girl even though I was in my 30's, 40's and even 50's.
I smile when I think of those sisters.
Edited to add, my comment was probably not what you were looking for, but it raised a sweet memory. I bet there was discrimination for non-whites...us kids didn't see it.