Dear Martha, Anne, and Tad: I have put off writing this letter in hopes not writing would make magic happen: that Paul hadn’t died. But it hasn’t worked; we are left to mourn his death. It is true, however, as Judaism says, a man's good acts live on as an eternal legacy after him. While we mourn, our missing him is tempered by knowing that his goodness continues to be with us and support us. Paul was very special – a man whose presence blessed the world and everyone he knew. As others have written, we have all benefitted because during his life he was so generous with his time for friends. He was there for us – to share an observation, to chat, to listen, and to give advice. He also always saw the good in people, even when we had some doubts about our own goodness. I met Paul on a Sunday afternoon in 1963 when Martha and he invited us to go canoeing and picnicking with the Wylies on the Concord River. They had thought to bring along a camp stove; it was a cool day in autumn. I’d never been on a picnic with a camp stove – or on one in which pea soup was laced with sherry, which they’d thought to bring so we could have a glass before lunch and a dollop in our soup. The conversation over lunch was animated, amusing, amicable – a genial welcome to the Cambridge world we’d just come to from the Midwest. Almost 50 years have passed and over that time, Paul and Martha have been the most wonderful friends I’ve had. Their kindness, generosity, and inclusion continued with dinner parties at 17 Willard Street where Martha’s fabulous cooking was followed postprandially by Paul always having interesting work or research to share with his guests. There were also summer weeks at the house in Muskegon, where Paul worked every morning (he claimed that he worked every morning of his life – a disciplined man) but was always up for a game of volleyball on the beach in the afternoon, and after dinner a game of Michigan rummy. One summer we talked up the Miss America Competitions and later invited all of you to a Miss America party at our house. Even though Paul was suspicious of such silliness, you all arrived in costumes and recited limericks composed for the competition. Years later Paul remembered “the silliness” and meeting someone on Miss America’s Board managed to acquire tickets to the live competition in Atlantic City. (As they say, it all comes down to whom you know and, in my book, there was no one better to know than Paul.) One summer my friend Susan and I were invited to spend a week with Martha and Paul in the house in Ireland. It the first time I’d seen Paul not only working on his research but also on his weaving – another side of him. It was lovely to watch him weave or to go with him to see the woman whose sheep provided the wool that she spun and dyed gorgeous colors for him to use. One day we went hiking in the Irish hills around the house and stopped to talk about psychology and politics and I remember thinking that the conversation was always more interesting when I was with Paul and Martha, whether it was talking and eating in their Cambridge dining room, talking and swimming in Lake Michigan, or talking and looking out over Kells Bay. Another year when I was living in Vermont, I had surgery in Boston and planned to stay with the Lawrences for three nights of “out patient” before going back to Bennington, but my three nights turned into three weeks of their nursing me. Even though I’d become the (wo)man who came to dinner and never seemed to leave, Paul and Martha were incredibly dear to me, including driving me back and forth to the hospital day after day as the surgery worked to correct the issues I was having. The biggest bonus was that I was treated to three weeks of good food and intelligent, witty, spirited, and sustained dinner table conversation. It was about this time that Paul began to develop a new theory of human behavior based on the drives to acquire, bond, comprehend, and defend. Paul loved to talk about his work, and knew how to begin on the level of his listener so that by educating us, we were able to ask questions that he seemed to delight in thinking about. He always was learning and he made it possible for all of us to be his special and enthusiastic students. I wish I had kept a journal over these last 50 years since I met Paul. Its pages would have spilled over recounting all of the good times with Martha and Paul. Paul has left a legacy of bright and enduring and cherished memories. I thank you Martha, Anne, and Tad for sharing him with us. With love, Jo

Still read his Articles from my Graduate Management classes long time ago. Great Mind! RIP.

At last some rationality in our little debate.

I've just finished reading Paul's last book, "Driven to Lead." Fabulous. I will be discussing the schema with the President of my national union on Monday.

I had the pleasure of working with Paul on his latest book, Driven to Lead. He described his last book as the summation of his life's work, the goal of which was to provide a unifying theory for the social sciences. An amazing legacy left by a great leader. I am glad to have known him.

This is how I experienced Paul in everything we did together all these years: • Essential and to the point • Simple but sophisticated • Principled but not rigid • Open but critical • Courageous, but cautious • Tolerant but strict • Shy but persistent • Polite but demanding • When he had a word for someone, it was a good one • Loyal and devoted to friends, principles and institutions • Always ready to stand up for, to defend and to assume responsibility for his ideas • Always ready to listen and to consider new ideas, new ways and new perspectives • Always ready to lend an ear, to empathize, to help, to contribute and to share. There are two kinds of people: those who can never get enough and therefore cannot share and those who are always willing to share, Paul was the second kind. • Above all MODEST and HUMAN!

I only got to know Paul in the last 3 years of his life. What was most impressive was to discover how many other people knew Paul and remembered him for a special humanity he had shown. I would be at a university or conference far away and suddenly someone whom I had know idea knew Paul would be talking about how he had helped them. In the last year of his life he was helping me a great deal with a new paper. Everyone will miss him a great deal.

This is just my preliminary tribute to Paul, who, with Martha , was an indispensible part of our wonderful life in the Willard/Foster/Brown neighborhood.

Anne: My prayers are with you and your family. I had the pleasure of meeting your dad in person when I went to Harvard library for my dissertation materials and was introduced to him by B. Barnes. I don't know but he happened to be around the campus that day! I was hoping to meet him again when he was scheduled to receive the NACRA distinguished case Writer Award but it did not happen. May his soul rest in peace!

Dear Paul, I write this letter as a final tribute to you, my friend, my teacher, my colleague, and my wise sage. Paul, I want you to know that I will always cherish you and the role you have played in my life. You have been as close to an intellectual mentor as I have ever had. Your work has always been far ahead it its time. Your thinking has influenced my view of the world for the last forty years, ever since being exposed to your remarkable study of the unique aspects of organizational integration. This monumental work formed the foundational pillars of the entire Strategic Alliance Profession’s management structure, helping spawn an alliance revolution. Your management and leadership insights have empowered thousands of collaborations around the world to rise above conflict and transform differences into a wonderful source of creative energy and synergy. Paul, you broke new ground while you were teaching at Harvard, and you continued until your last days on this earth. For the last twenty years, when most other men would have reflected back on their career achievements, you neither rested nor looked back. Your quest to understand what drives humans to behave the way we do resulted in the 4-Drive Model of Behavior, which, I predict, is ultimately going to have a major impact on understanding that humans are not a mysterious conundrum. What makes the 4-Drive Model so valuable is its ability to derive simplicity on the far side of complexity -- much like Einstein's E=mc2. What’s more, it’s not just a “behavioral” model; rather it is a tour-de-force that masterfully unifies scientific and spiritual thinking, enabling people to find deeper meaning and purpose in their lives. What a contribution! During your last year on this planet I came to know you in a new way as we worked together using your wealth of knowledge and insight to crack the neuroscientific code of how the brain enables people to build a world they can trust. Paul, it was pure joy to see how you, in your humble and unassuming manner, answered questions that puzzled others. I loved to hear you unravel a knotted issue with uncanny simplicity and insight. I know that in recent years I have (perhaps without your consent) unceremoniously “adopted” you as my “intellectual father.” I should apologize for such unabashed insolence, but I yearned for your deep wisdom. Thank you for so graciously contributing. Paul, you are known as a “giant” in the field because of your commitment to honor the highest qualities in humanity. And as you leave this earthly realm, please depart knowing of the deep respect and sincere admiration we all have for you and what you have stood for. You have made a very large difference in the lives of many who have come to learn from you; a role model of grace and compassion; a beacon of light in what often seems a darkening world. In some modest way, I hope to continue to bear the torch of your groundbreaking work. With blessings for your family and friends. Robert, November 6, 2011

It is hard to believe there's a world without Paul in it. I had the pleasure of not only working with him for many years at HBS but knew Paul as a friend and counselor. He was, truly, a legend in the business world, but one of the most simple and humble people I have ever had the privilege to know. He and Martha made us welcome in their home and hearts and I remember these times as full of laughter and an exchange of ideas over a wide range of topics. I cherish those times and will always do so. I remember Martha and I planning a surprise birthday party for Paul and it was the only time in all the years I knew him that he was completely speechless! We were also lucky enough to be invited to spend some time in their cottage in Kells, Ireland and, though them, introductions to their Irish friends which made our visit even more special. To Tad, Ann, and Martha, I wish to express my sadness and condolences at the passing of a well-loved and amazing human being. I will miss him.

I first met Paul and Martha when they moved to Carleton Willard Village. I interviewed them for our quarterly journal, THE VILLAGER. It was a joy to listen to the story of their courtship and marriage, (and their love of lupines!). We soon established that my brother and sister-in law, Leonard and Janet Kaplan, had been neighbors in Cambridge and belonged to the same neighborhood organization. Through these past few years, I observed a kind, patient husband and a warm, friendly man. I have heard remarks such as, "My, what an accomplished person. I never knew. He had no airs! " We are fortunate to have three of Paul's latest books in our library. They will be a lasting legacy of a much admired resident. He will be missed. My condolences to your family.

Like tens of thousands of other management professors, my professional life was enriched by Dr. Paul Lawrence’s writings and contributions to the management field. But what I remember most about Dr. Lawrence comes from a two-hour flight from Pittsburgh to Charlottesville, Virginia nearly a decade ago. While travelling to the Ruffin Series Lecture at the University of Virginia, I happened to sit next to Dr. Lawrence on a flight. Immediately, perhaps because he had a copy of Driven on his lap, I recognized him, introduced myself and we began to talk. I do not know if he had plans to sleep, write or countless other personal tasks to do on the flight, but he graciously sent the entire flight speaking with me. The topics ranged from the routine to his plans for his next book. I sat there as any student would, fascinated and hanging on every word of the master. But what I remember most from that flight came early in our conversation when I blurted out: “Oh, you are Anne Lawrence’s father.” I had known Anne for many years as we collaborate on a textbook. Dr. Lawrence was not offended by my comment; in fact he broke out a huge smile and laughed. He was genuinely touched that he was best known as Anne’s father, rather than a Harvard professor and author of many influential works. That is my memory of Dr. Paul Lawrence – a genuinely modest man, willing to speak with a total stranger that shared his excitement for the field of management, and sincerely proud of his daughter and her achievements. While he will be missed, it is comforting to know that his legacy is not only in his academic works but also in his children and grandchildren. We are blessed for having Dr. Lawrence touch our lives in so many profound ways.

Memories of Ireland The Fishmobile For many years Paul and Martha would invite us to spend a few weeks at their lovely Irish cottage in the south of Ireland. It was in a rural area where sheep could cross your path at any moment. One thing that was absolutely necessary was to have a car. Every day we would go on some sort of adventure over mountains, on roads barely wide enough for one car much less two. Then there came a time when Paul became too old to officially rent a car in Ireland. Not to be undone by such an inconvenient law, Paul found a gas station in Carsiveen, (the closest town about a half hour away), where they rented miscellaneous cars of indeterminate vintage. Home he came with such a vehicle proud to show off his coup! The next day we planned the route , packed up our picnic and loaded into the coveted car. But alas, this car had been used to carry fish from here to there for many years! In preparing the car for use, the preparers had obviously sprayed the inside with a very odiferous scented something to supposedly coverup the fish smell. That of course was a total failure as the car now smelled of both fish and a hideous scent! We piled into the car and off we went. Windows were opened to the max and the three of us were practically hanging our heads out of the windows. But, not Paul. He thought the car was just "swell" having been able to successfully circumnavigate those inconvenient car-rental laws. Meantime Martha, Mark and I refused to enter the car again. But that was Paul. He didn't mind tooling around Ireland in a car hardly fit to drive. He was a great man with no pretensions, a gentle man, unflappable in any situation, lovable and loving, and our good luck to have the honor of having him for our in-law. We love you Paul and will miss you always. Carole and Mark Seelen P.S. Paul was able trade the car for another that didn't smell of anything, except perhaps age. That was probably the most appropriate scent for this group of happy in-laws!

I only knew Paul in the last 2 years of his life, but he sought me out to engage in many conversations to better understand the neurochemistry of trust and bonding. We collaborated on a paper that is now complete but only will be published for him, sadly, posthumously. Yet, he so much enjoyed the process of discovery that his energy was infectious. He made me think better. Most importantly, it was immediately clear to me that Paul had amazing kindness and integrity. A complete gentleman, wonderfully poised and treated everyone with kindness and the ease of familiarity. My sadness cannot compare to his family and those who knew him for many years, but that knowing Paul for only short period had such an impact on me shows how much love he gave to all those around him. I send my condolences to Paul's family.

To Dear Martha & all of the Lawrence family . With a heavy heart & a tear in my eye , I write this letter to convey my deepest sympathy on the death of our very dear friend Paul .He was kind , caring & always ready to give a helping hand .I have often heard " you have to be dead to be great " Not always , we thought the world of Paul ever since we got to know him , more than forty years ago , when my father Eddie Lynch sold some lobster to Martha & himself . I thank God , for this acquaintance & continued family friendship . If I had the ability I could write a few books with the stories we compiled over the years . Paul was the writer & a wonderful one too. I cherish the books he gave me , especially the signed copy of " Driven to Lead " which I received from him when I stayed with them in October 2010. "Memories last longer than dreams" ...Where do we go from here ?. We are all eachothers teacher .Paul led by example . He saw good in everyone. " "Ní bheidh a leithead ann arís"..............

I remember Paul Lawrence as a kind and unassuming man who was a wonderful neighbor to my parents when they lived in Cambridge. We could see the back of their house across Brown St from our house. We will all miss him.

On the more than 60-year love affair between Paul and Martha - rich as it was in civic activity, global exploration, arts and education, a wide-ranging accomplished family - a simple daily ritual added to its depth. I had to look up the ritual's origin. It's from "Guys and Dolls," the Broadway musical from 1950, the year before Anne was born. Every day they would sing to each other, "I love you a bushel and a peck. I love you a hug around the neck." To hear them sing it when I last saw them, in Martha's room at Carleton-Willard, left a lasting impression of their affection, one for the ages.

To Martha, Anne, Tad and families, Your Dad, and my Uncle was an exemplary human being. In thinking on his life and his accomplishments I am struck by his brilliance and his humility. He was kind, caring, funny, positive and involved actively in living his life to its fullest potential. He was a doting husband and father. Although we lived thousands of miles apart, I have many memories of just feeling so comfortable and content when we were together as a family. The whole Lawrence clan (5 brothers and a sister) were each a treasure. I must remember the trip that I took to South America with the family when I was 21 and a college senior. I was invited along as I spoke Spanish and could watch my younger cousins when business took Paul and Martha elsewhere. What a wonderful experience. I always remember that Paul would read to us about each new city or country and relish each new experience. I do also recall that on one particular take off out of Lima, Peru, that there was a loss of an engine which necessitated our dropping fuel over that ocean and then making an emergency landing with fire engines and other emergency vehicles lining the runways. I remember how calm and reassuring Paul was to family and other passengers. He had a way of being so composed and confident, just always lit with an inner strength. The next day when we took off on a new plane I remember that Martha found a lounge at the airport where she purchased two of the local libations, "Pisco Sours", to bolster our confidence. Paul declined, feeling I'm sure, that at 9:00 AM, it was a bit early! I always cherished the summer spent with him and your family. After that I always felt a special warmth and love for him and for you all. I reach out to each of you in your grief and loss. How much harder it is to lose someone like Paul, who showed with his life and his love, how it should be done. He was superlative in every way. If the world had more like him, it would be a finer place to live. I will remember his smile and his easy way of looking for the best in people and in each day he lived. My thoughts and love are with each of you. He was a dear and special man. Love, Patty and John and family

I assisted Paul on his last book "Driven to Lead: Good, Bad, and Misguided Leadership" I'm happy to have an autographed copy. I will cherish it. Thank you Paul for leaving me with wonderful memories of you as one of the most beloved professors at the Business School