This weekend my boyfriend and I went to visit Harry Houdini's grave. We walk and explore a lot, and after Saturday's nasty weather, it was a good excuse to get out of the house and get some fresh air. Houdini (who died on Halloween) is buried in a family plot in the Machpelah Cemetery in Queens.
In the 1890s he performed at Coney Island with his brother, and later his wife. After several years of touring Europe with his magical act, he returned to NYC and purchased a brownstone in Harlem at 278 W 113th St. He died in 1926 at age 52 from a ruptured appendix. (Considering all of the death-defying stunts he survived, it seems a rather ridiculous way for him to go.)
Houdini was born Erik Weisz (later Ehrich Weiss)
Houdini's wife is not actually buried here per her wishes; her Catholic family didn't want her buried in a Jewish cemetery, so she is buried in Westchester.
Houdini's grave is right at the main entrance to the cemetery. We walked all around in there-- it was super quiet being the only ones there and with the fresh blanket of snow on everything. We took the J Train to Cypress Hills and walked from there, but there's also a bus that runs up Cypress Hills Street from the train station that will save you the uphill hike.