I'm not LDS, but almost feel like I am.
My family moved to a small Utah town from a fairly large city when I was a teenager. I didn't even know what a Mormon was until my friends found out we were moving to Utah. I would be both an ethnic minority and a religious minority... up to that point my experience as a minority involved slurs and a couple of beating when I ended up in the wrong part of town.
Then we were in Utah, and whatever preconceived notions I had were quickly squashed. My experience consisted of Ward Volleyball and Basketball, the Boy Scouts, Father-Son activities, campouts and the list goes on and on. It's been over 20 years since then and I am still close friends with the people I met during that time.
Sure there were some people that didn't feel I should be allowed to take part in Church activities, but the large majority welcomed me and my family in like we were long lost family. I'll never forget when we took the U-Haul to our new house and virtually the whole neighborhood showed up - the men to help us move in and the women who brought food.
My father is a native Utahn, and his brother died when he was a kid. His family couldn't afford the funeral and the Mormon Church paid for it, even though they weren't members.
And I'm not sure if people are aware of this or not, but there are several other religions and denominations throughout Utah who have received considerable financial help from the LDS Church, and they have buildings and facilities because of that.