Building a town online in which my dad might live could look to some like an avoidance stategy.
It's true that, as a child, I was always playing in my own little fantasy world: marshalling my toy troops in the flowerbed, or conducting a F1 grand prix up the hallway and down the stairs.
In my defence, I'd say that it's sometimes better to approach things side-on rather than look them straight in the face. Besides, our memories are so faulty and so subjective so often that any supposedly true account of the world is hardly likely to be trustworthy. Right?
The beauty of our shared digital village is that it's only as true as you want it to be.