's agenda for the weeklong conference consists mainly of unimportant, irrelevant matters that I know I, and likely Stalin, will not allow to be our first priorities at the conference. If Churchill is this bent on ending the war himself, then he must be humbled into discussing matters of some importance. Anyhow, I am confident that matters will eventually fall into my hands and that both Stalin and Churchill will be forced into listening to my reasoning which, I feel, for numerous reasons, is much better than theirs. I'm glancing at my watch and I now realize that if I plan on getting any sleep at all tonight then I must start now. Anna is asleep in her quarters. I wish that I could say the same. If I happen to come across unstructured time tomorrow, which is not a very likely possibility, then I will write. If not, I shall find time to write on yet another day this week. Either way, you shall benefit from yet another entry by Friday. But now I'm much too fatigued to write anymore. Goodnight.Franklin Delano Roosevelt February 3rd, 1945Dear Diary, I am now retired to my quarters, having become accustomed to my new surroundings, and having eaten. Luckily, Stalin does not arrive until tomorrow, which gives me some time to repose and brace myself for the five arduous days of negotiations that lie ahead. I am in much need of rest, having gotten scarcely two hours of sleep last night. The flight to the Crimea was an ordeal in itself. Besides being awakened at 2:00 AM, I was given scarcely one hour to prepare myself for the seven-hour flight that lay ahead. Twenty-five gigantic transport planes were required to carry Mr. Churchill, myself, and our staffs and generals to Yalta, where the conference is to be held. Churchill kept attempting to point out that, based on the information gathered by both of our intelligence agencies, Hitler was aware of the impending conference and might plan attacking us as we made our way across the Medit...
