he partially caved in, stating the he had no objection to the foreign ministers' discussing the motif, but that this is a huge political decision, not a mere technical question. When the session finally concluded, at 6:30, I had a private dinner with my Secretary of State, Edward Stettinius, JR. We talked over some of the occurrences at the session, and about some of the points that I am going to bring up tomorrow. The dinner was not overly time-consuming, and ended at 8:00. From 8:00 until 9:25, when I began writing this entry, I looked over documents and took notes. I am now looking at my watch. It is 9:53, and my wish is to get to bed by about 10:10. I fear I must not write any longer if I am going to get to bed by then. Tomorrow is going to be an incredibly busy day, but I am confident that I will find time to write another entry. I have not missed even one day so far. February 8th, 1945Dear Diary, Out of all the days consumed by the conference, today was by far the most fatiguing. I began the morning with a brief discussion between myself and my secretary of state, Mr. Stettinius. He told me that he had reserved the American position on extra votes for the Soviet Union at the meeting of foreign minister this morning. He also said that the British would support this decision. Our little conclave had hardly run five minutes when I was notified that Marshal Stalin had arrived. I was perplexed by his early arrival, because our plenary session was not to occur until late in the afternoon, and it was not even lunchtime. I then remembered that I had scheduled a military discussion between the marshal and myself yesterday that was to take place over lunch. I relocated myself to the dining room, and within a few minutes, Stalin entered. He sat down, and greeted me, through his interpreter, of course. I asked the waiter for two small glasses and a bottle of sherry. We then began...
