October 11, 2003 by

Jackie Flosso


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Jackie Flosso, the magician who owned the Flosso-Hornmann Magic Company in New York City, died on Sept. 28 of kidney and heart ailments. He was 77.
Flosso’s grandfather was the famous magician, Louis “Pops” Kreiger, and his father was Al Flosso, a.k.a. the Coney Island Fakir. Al bought the magic shop from magician Frank Ducrot in 1939, and when he died in 1976, Jackie inherited the store. He ran the business until 2000.
The cluttered shop was opened in 1872 by Francis and Antonio Martinka. It was so popular with the illusionist community that the Society of American Magicians was founded there. Harry Houdini, the first president of the SAM, was once a part-owner of the store.

5 Responses to Jackie Flosso


    I was a young magician and went to the magic shop in1974 I met al and jackie. the shop was junky and very dusty,but to me it was very MAGICAL.I cant forget how al would do tricks and astound me hour after hour, Jackie would be there when al wasnt.2 great men. My friend Joe Cassidy and i would go there at least 2 or 3 times a month sometimes more.Later we went to Tannens magic shop,which was clean and state of the art,but we always preferred Flosso Hornmann.That was the place with realmagicians and real magic

  2. Robert Taormina

    I remember going to the magic shop in 1964 with my father. Al would love to show me new tricks and would spend time teaching me. Jackie was a young magician who was always in the back working on a new stage trick. You could hear him sawing wood or hammering nails. I still have a few of the original tricks I bought at the old store on 34th street. Al was a great guy to know.

  3. Jeff Karpiscak

    I remember the shop too. It was back in 1975 or so that I went in to pick up a few items, specifically a “flower bouquet” to produce on stage after an escape illusion to give to my assistant. I was intrigued by the shop and all of its controlled chaos. It was spooky, dark, cluttered but very cool. I noticed a smaller man sitting on a broken down chair near the doorway talking to either Al or Jackie (I think it was Al because the guy appeared elderly). I thought I recognized the man in the chair, but being 14 years old and polite, I kept my tongue. Eventually, I asked the man who he was. He said he was “The Amazing Randi”. Low and behold it was. We talked about the shop and how Houdini owned it at one time. This just took me away. Now everytime I go into the city and take my family to Herald Square, I look up to the building and say, “I was in there, talking to Randi in Houdini’s old shop. They thought I was crazy until they did some research on their own. God Bless Flosso-Hornmann.

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