My first race based memory? Well it was in '65 or '66 and I wondered if the curl in the back of my hair was as pronounced as much as the curl in the back or Ringo Starr's head. I was convinced that it was. It had not occurred to me that I was 'different' from the people I saw on television.
By the time it did, MLK was dead and we were singing, "Say it Loud" and we were, both Black and proud. No white person ever called me a nigger to my face until I was 18 and in the navy (and oddly enough, that is also the last time in my memory), even then it was a trick.
I had it pretty good as far as that went, I guess.
If it matters, I grew up in all black communities, I attended all black schools. I lived in a comfortable all black world.