I am reminded of the story (which I probably have wrong) of the matron in New Orleans back in the 1950s or 1960s who was discovered to be 1/128 black. She had to get her drivers license changed to say "RACE: Negro" and lost her cherished membership in the Daughters of the Confederacy.

We are all colored, in shades ranging from light pinkish-tan to very dark brown. Many of us have "unusual" physical characteristics such as blue eyes, tightly curled hair, or epicanthal eyelid folds, because we descend from a population group that developed in isolation. We have family/extended family/national/ethnic histories to remember and cherish. We all belong to the same race - human.