She accompanies her husband Karl Eikenberry, the U.S. ambassador in Kabul, on every trip.
Never take these people seriously again: Karl Rove, Dick Morris, Scott Rasmussen.
It does seem the Bushes and other political causes became for Karl the family he always wanted and needed but never had.
When asked to discuss Karl Rove's memoir, the temptation is to linger on its title.
He excoriated "Scooter Libby justice, and Brownie incompetence, and Karl Rove politics."
Karl looked sullen and discontented, and utterly unlike himself.
It was Karl Yundt who was heard, implacable to his last breath.
Karl came in and threw himself into Helen's arms, who pressed him to her breast.
When Karl comes from the university in his vacation, his first question is, "Where is Sami?"
Karl's clothes, it is true, were scarcely the garb to be hoped for in so marked a man.