Sola is a municipality in Rogaland county, Norway. It is part of the region of Jæren. The old municipality of Håland was divided into Sola and Madla in 1930.
Stavanger Airport is located here. With usually ample supplies of wind and waves, the Sola sand beach is a popular place for windsurfing. Sola Municipality is situated in the Northern area of Jæren. Stavanger, Klepp and Sandnes are neighbouring municipalities. In the western part of Sola, there are 5 kilometres (3.1 mi) of long, sandy beaches facing the North Sea. Sola covers an area of 69 square kilometres (27 sq mi). The population is about 20,000. People have been living in Sola since the Stone Age.
The municipality (originally the parish) is named after the old Sola farm (Old Norse: Sóli), since the first church was built there. The name is very old and the meaning is unknown, although it contains the Norse word sól which translates as Sun, therefore it could have some link to the sun.
The coat-of-arms is from modern times. They were granted on 1982. The arms show two waves which symbolize all of the sandy beaches in the municipality.
Terry Moran (born December 9, 1959) is an American journalist, currently the co-anchor of the ABC-TV network news show Nightline.
Moran was born in Chicago, Illinois. He graduated from Lawrence University in 1982.
He worked as a correspondent and anchor for Court TV, where he was recognized for his expertise in covering the Lyle and Erik Menendez murder trial in Los Angeles in 1993. Moran joined ABC News in 1997.
After having served as the primary correspondent assigned to the U.S. Supreme Court from 1998 to 1999, he served as ABC News' Chief White House Correspondent from September 1999 to November 2005, covering both Bill Clinton and George W. Bush when they each served as president. Prior to his White House assignment, Moran covered Vice President Al Gore's presidential campaign. He received in 2003 the Lucia R. Briggs Distinguished Achievement Award, which is presented to an alumnus or alumna of Lawrence University for outstanding contributions and achievements in a career field. In 2006, Moran received the Merriman Smith Award from the White House Correspondents Association for excellence in presidential reporting. In 2007, He won a Peabody Award for reporting and anchoring the ABC documentary "Out of Control: AIDS in Black America."
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